Times for Pete

waiting to or wanting few there was nothing in between,

time had a way of dragging but there was nothing left to say.

there was a breakdown full steam ahead,Nothing Left to Say oooh weee there was nothing left to play

So I turn to Pete, pep,pep,peep

While My guitar gently weeps I looked at Pete I took a look at Pete that's when it was time I knew there was time to weep. Oooh whoa ooooh

So there was never a time that I was going to give up,

Never crossed my mind, never took the time. it was all or nothing, I put in all my chips.

Slowing down it's never took, too much to take a look.

The tragic ending I always spoke,

It was over it was all over,

Yoooou, youuuuu, you you you.